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Have you brought me a message from my
sister? I understood, I believe, that she was seeing you last night. “Oh, you can act!” she cried. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and
carried pearls in his pocket. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. She had unaccountable gleams of sympathy with and
liking for him. Secretly she was gratified to be
assigned to the rôle of an old traveller. When he was done she kissed his cheek tenderly. Wood, joining the group, "it isn't Thames Darrell come
to life again?"
"It is—it is!" cried Winifred, rushing towards him, and flinging her arms round
his neck,—"it is my dear—dear brother!"
"Well, this is what I never expected to see," said the carpenter, wiping his eyes;
"I hope I'm not dreaming! Thames, my dear boy, as soon as Winny has done with
you, let me embrace you. Even now she was dazed.
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